* My favourite part of the New York Times obituary: "All these ingredients [eating, drinking, drugging, and hobnobbing] were titanically encapsulated in a dinner Mr. Harrison once shared with Orson Welles, which involved, he wrote, 'a half-pound of beluga with a bottle of Stolichnaya, a salmon in sorrel sauce, sweetbreads en croûte, a miniature leg of lamb (the whole thing) with five wines, desserts, cheeses, ports' and a chaser of cocaine."